Team Canada Defeats Team Ryan - Wins Gold
Sunday, February 28th, 2010
What a game.
Wow.
Team Canada defeats Team USA and takes the gold medal. Just as The Mayor predicted.
Let’s have a boo at some of the remarkable predictions The Mayor has made in the last week:
-Canada will beat Slovakia 3-2
-Canada will defeat the USA 3-2 in overtime. Crosby will score the winning goal.
-Chile will have an earthquake that will measure 8.9
-An orca will eat a human at SeaWorld
You have to admit, those are some pretty amazing predictions.
Let’s have a look at some of the emails The Mayor received yesterday and today from his American constituents:
Good luck this afternoon, final score USA 4 Canada 3. There’s always next year. Oh wait, I mean 4 years.
River Rat
I’m really starting to like hockey, especially when the USA beats Canada like a rented mule. Up yours and have a nice day, you big girl. US 4 Canada 2
Uncle Scott
What does the Canadian Olympic hockey team and a whale trainer at SeaWorld have in common? They’re both dead in my eyes. And they suck. Usa 7 Canada 1
Tfhr
I really like your blog. Perhaps one day I can contribute material. US 5 Canada 0
Spammer
Although these emails are fictional, you should still view them as the truth, simply because they are real in the minds of those that didn’t send them. In other words, they are fake but accurate, unreal yet real, like the breasts of one Dolly Parton.
Canada ended up with 14 gold medals in the Olympics, the most gold medals ever won by any nation in the winter Olympics. That makes The Mayor swell with pride. At least I hope that’s why I’m all swollen. But as a precaution, I’m going to have that looked at. Maybe it’s lupus. I sure hope it’s not lupus.
Congratulations to all our Olympic athletes. Even the ones that sucked. Cuz even though you sucked, it doesn’t mean you suck. It just means that you are miles ahead of the average Joe, but when it comes to competing with anyone in your league, well, you suck.
I’m so happy tonight that I’m going to crack open a bottle of Snapple, dump half of that crap out in the sink and refill the empty space with top shelf rye. And then I’m going to feed a few shots to the cats and drink the rest until I’m so loaded I’ll have to pee in an adult diaper. Sure, nothing I say tonight makes any sense, but you try making sense after you just ate a handful of percocets. Mmmmmm, it’s nice and warm in here.
Go Canada Go!!!







